[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/sBy4WDs.gif[/img][hr][hr][img]http://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjk2LmUzNTgwZC5VbUZwYm1rZ1dXbHNiV0Y2LjA,/ceria-lebaran.regular.png[/img][hr][hr][b][u]Location; The Lab; The Church[/u][/b] 
[b][u]Interacting With; The Crew; The Father[/u][/b][hr]

[color=orangered]"I'm going to ask you something very important and I want you to think about it before answering,"[/color] Raini Yilmaz was serious, or at least her gaze was; she, as a person, was almost always serious, but not to the point where it made her an asshole or a handful. This was no exception. Her eyes were staring dead forward, her lips were pressed tight together even as the edges of them drifted upwards, and her tone of voice was surely no laughing matter. Raini meant business, and she would get her answer no matter what it took. Staring dead on, she asked the burning question. [color=orangered]"Do you want [i]Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles[/i] or [i]Adventure Time[/i]?"[/color]

Raini held up in her hands two band-aids, both adorned with cartoon characters, and her eyes were darting inbetween the two of them in much more comical fashion now, causing the small child with a needle in his arm to laugh at the sight. The child's mother was just happy that her son hadn't squirmed and caused a problem when he had to get his arm shot with a needle, and she had to thank Raini for that. Raini had a rather simple method for helping children get their shots and blood work done and it was simple. Distraction. Distraction was a sorely underrated tactic. In this particular case, Raini engaged in a brief conversation about cartoons and while the curly haired kid was gushing about Michelangelo and his pizza cravings, Raini inserted the needle and began to draw blood. No tears. No squirming. No parental headaches. 

"NINJA TURTLES!" the child yelled, and Raini nodded as she applied the adhesive. [color=orangered]"Good choice. And, because you were such a good patient today, this is for you..."[/color] Raini reached behind her and pulled forth a Dum-Dum lollipop, giving it to the boy. [color=orangered]"And this is for your mother. She can take it over to the nice ladies in the front and then you'll be out of here and back watching Ninja Turtles in no time."[/color] 

Raini handed a medical form over to the mother, who had to be reassured over and over again throughout the visit that her child was fine, that the blood work was a simple part of the checkup, to make sure that everything really was fine. Worried mothers were well and good when they didn't interfere with the job, and to her credit this one stopped asking inane questions about halfway through the procedure. "Oh, no cartoons today, we're going to the carnival." the mother specified, which brought an even wider smile to the child. 

[color=orangered]"Carnival? There's a carnival in town?"[/color] It was the first Raini had heard of it, and she liked to think she had her finger on the pulse of the town, because if she didn't...well, things wouldn't be great. [color=orangered]"Well, be careful not to have too many sweets there, otherwise you'll be back here in no time."[/color] Truthfully, Raini couldn't care less what people fed their children, but she had to play the part of the blood lab worker. Being part of the medical field meant acting like she cared about the health of others. So much of this was acting a part, filling a role, blending in. Being normal. 

[color=orangered]"Karen, do me a favor and cover me a bit?"[/color] Raini called to her co-worker in the lab who offered only a sound of what could've been approval in response. Raini didn't need anything more than that before she was out on the streets of Bellingstone with a folded pamphlet in her hands and a bit of purpose to her step. Bellingstone was a fine little town, different than what she was used to, but then given her experiences that was simply to be expected. Part of her position, her TRUE position, meant having to acclimate to the surroundings, a task she felt she had done with aplomb. 

Her steps carried her with a bit of swiftness, though not enough to be considered anything other than a moderate walk, to the residence where her true co-workers resided. She had her doubts initially about holing them up in a holy place, given the traffic from the normal population, but a church was a good place to ward off the unholy element. It was probably taxing on the young priest that served as an ally, but the way she saw it, allying with her and her crew all but ensured his safety. Which was more than she could say for just about every single other resident of Bellingstone. 

[color=orangered]"What, am I interrupting confession or something?"[/color] Raini asked as she stepped into the church and noticed her two hunters and Father Luca around a pew. Raini stepped with confidence over towards them, her eyes checking the area for anyone other than who she wanted to speak with. [color=orangered]"Father Luke,"[/color] Raini nodded towards Luca before unfurling the pamphlet in her hands and thrusting it towards Caspar. [color=orangered]"One of you is going to be there tonight but you won't be there to eat funnel cakes and kiss a stranger in the tunnel of love. A place like this, noise, lights, booze...it's the perfect place for certain types to fill up like a fat family of four at a buffet."[/color]

Raini looked between Dan and Caspar, all but forgetting that Luca was still present. 

[color=orangered]"Now I know the carnies might look the part, but trust me, they're not who you're looking for. They're dishonest people looking to make some dishonest dollars but that's their right. Could be nothing goes down. Could be. But I want eyes there. And win me a teddy bear while you're at it."[/color][/center]